After the war and Voldemort wins, he dies from old age; but not before attempting to create a potion to keep him alive. His remaining Death eaters finish what he started, and soon a potion that staves off death is in the hand of every pure blood, Death eater and the wealthy. The key ingredient to the potion? Muggle-born blood (No copyright intended, all characters belong to JKR)

Hermione Granger has brains, as everyone knows, so it's not very odd that she would be tutoring a few Hogwarts students who perhaps lack in their studies. But what happens when the student she is tutoring is no other than Draco Malfoy? Why is Dumbledore so keen on Hermione tutoring Draco even though it's against his will? And why is Draco feeling a little warmer towards Hermione despite his usual cocky, arrogant, and sarcastic comments? Well, all the answers are in this story of course!

This is the epilogue of Isolation by Bex-Chan. This orignal copy is written on fanfiction.net by Bex-Chan. I am just posting the epilogue here and not the full 48 chapters before this due to the fact that someone already posted the 48 chapters and not the epilogue. The first 48 chapters can be found on Wattpad by "uunrequited".

Draco Malfoy returns to Hogwarts as Potions Master to find the ghost of Hermione Granger floating through the halls. Oneshot. Dramione

Draco Malfoy really hates Hermione Granger. Everything he gives two fucks about is entirely contingent on the decisions that she makes and she doesn't even know it. If he's not careful, she's going to fuck it up for the both of them and then they'll all wind up dead. He never thought his life would depend on having to get between her legs and into her head. _____________________________________________ "I should have known," he said, "It's always the good girls who like it rough. Do you like it rough, Granger? Be honest," he purred into her ear, his left hand rising to wrap itself around her throat as he continued to press his right hand up against her, "I really don't like liars." con•tin•gent: subject to chance; dependent on [all rights go to jkr yuck] [not appropriate for audiences under the age of 18]

🔞Warning/Plot: this fic contains sex. A lot of sex. Hot, passionate, heavy, sexy, erotic, sex between a sexy blond guy and a gorgeous brunette.🔞 ✨Feel free to comment✨ ❗Disclaimer: I do not own Morning shower❗ The author of this fan fiction is Emerald-Kisses. All credits go to J.K. Rowling for writing the Harry Potter series and Emerald-Kisses for writing this Fanfic based off the characters in said series. Here is a link to the original: https://m.fanfiction.net/s/4243926/1/

He was like a gravitational addiction, absorbing me in wanting supplemental endless amounts of his touch. He knew my body and my desires better than I ever could have imagined. He was an aphrodisiac taking over my entire existence. Our lust was out of control. And he wasn't even my husband... Smut from cover to cover... you've been warned 😜😘 All characters and rights belong to JK Rowling. My FABULOUS cover was created by the one and only InsufferableKnowItAl! Love you darling!! 😘😘

Hermione felt the pounding in her ears again. She would see him for the first time since the Great Hall, gaunt and stricken at the Slytherin table with his mother clutching his arm. She hadn't meant to look for him. Not in the corridors, not beneath the white sheets of the fallen, not on the way to the Chamber of Secrets with Ron, but she was a stupid girl.